Sweet “Q”.
Though it seemed like you would be with us forever heart failure took you away from us. Nearly 18 years old, but you never complained in any way of the pain you must have gone through the final 6 months of your wee life. My sugar kitty, as you came up diabetic on Dec. 31/03, and still you never complained about blood tests and insulin shots, or the days you must have felt very sick. You were our special white knight, so protective of your wee cat girl Marsha. Your are missed so much by everyone that knew you.
Fly free my sweet “Q” (Q-Ball), until we meet again at the Bridge. We know you are with all your other cat friends. You are whole and pain free once more. We’ll join you when our time comes that much I can promise you “Q”.